Luyện nghe bài hát Dies Irae

maledictis,
Flammis addictis.

the sun is flustered
And the is free
The little master
Write a melody

The fevers in my breast,
Aches to be

wisdom
In glorious
That is my wish

The first lead me while the harps
Embrace me like the
The madness my art
In the stage my baton the air,
I am,
In a I never made, a man

irae, dies illa,
Solvet saeclum in
Teste cum Sybilla
Quantus est futurus,
Quando est venturus,
Cuncta discussurus.

The sound is
Long to the king
Never down
Rex gloria, Rex
Witness of the
is sublime
No feels of pain no more hate
A revenge is going

is my destiny?
Where is my
I need to my soul and cry
to pray for me
I need to my soul and will die

There wells up the only
We shed woe
And like the wind because
The is enthralled

The notes in my breast,
Aches to be

Eternal
In glorious
That is my wish

The violins lead me while the harps
Embrace me the blood
The madness my art
In the my baton cuts the air,
I am,
In a I never made, a man

Dies irae, illa,
Solvet saeclum in
David cum Sybilla
Quantus est futurus,
iudex est venturus,
Cuncta discussurus.

The soft sleep to bed
Is not worth
You so soon be dead
Death will serve
to the thing
He was to be
A to the king
Keep fancy free
In the of the sea

Salva me, pietatis.

variation:
The violins lead me while the harps
Embrace me like the
The beats my art
In the stage my baton the air,
I am,
In a world I made, a man

irae, dies illa,
Solvet saeclum in
David cum Sybilla
Quantus est futurus,
Quando est venturus,
stricte discussurus.